Yours Book 2: Gaining Experience (Yours Series) by Blue Saffire Read Free Book Online Page A

my mother come along and change everything that made me feel pretty.
    I will no longer ignore my love for playing an instrument because the one person I trusted, loved, and shared my music with betrayed me. I loved my father so much. I will never understand how he became a different man and tore my heart to pieces. But that will no longer make me hide from a love that breathes within for my playing.
    I will no longer ignore that I do want to develop my own game and someday have a company of my own because my brother thinks I need to be in a steady, established structure. I love what I do at FLI, but I do have other dreams. Why can’t I have both? I am still young.
    Most of all, I will no longer ignore that I love my brown skin or that I am the one in the family that is different. I don’t mind being the brown one as much as my mother may think I should. I love me. I love Sephora.
    So I played Fantasia , it was my way of saying I’ve had enough. I then played Hurt because I do believe I have hurt the one person who has only asked me to be me. I know this, but I don’t know what to do.
    I watch Nick’s throat bob as he swallows. “Can I ask what made you play,” he asks.
    I lower my lids and inhale deeply. I know Nick has secrets. It is one of the reasons it was so easy for me to believe he had betrayed me. Sure, I know his secrets are older than our relationship, but it still causes me to question things sometimes. I decide that if I want to have this relationship we are both going to need to come clean. So I start.
    “I needed to. It was time. I’m tired of giving up pieces of me for others,” I shrug. “I’m tired of being forced to do what everyone thinks is best for Sephora. Every time I take a step it is like I get blown back.”
    Nick searches my eyes, he then frowns. “I have never forced you to do anything you haven’t wanted to do,” he says sounding hurt.
    I snort and narrow my gaze at him. “Really Nick,” I say tilting my head to the side.
    “Really Sephora,” he snaps back and snorts as well.
    “The job,” I say.
    “You love it. It was your dream job. You pretty much spelled that out in your essay for your scholarship whether you know it or not,” Nick presses his lips and stares at me in challenge.
    I sigh, he is right, but I’m not giving in that easily.
    “This relationship,” I snap back and know the moment the words leave my mouth that I have just spewed nonsense. I dreamed about Nick for four years.
    Nick smirks at me, tilting his head to mirror mine. “Really, Baby,” he says. “You were mine from the moment you fell into my arms. It was like an angel fell from the sky. You felt it just as I did. You wanted this relationship before your young mind, even knew what this relationship would be. No, my little butterfly, that one is not going to work either.”
    Frustrated with Nick and myself, I blurt out my next words, knowing they are a low blow. I cringe when my words literally knock Nick on his ass. “In the elevator. Just today, you knew I wasn’t ready,” I toss at him.
    I saw the regret in his eyes this morning as he pulled out of me and released his tie from his neck. He used his tie to clean between my legs and fixed my dress back into place. Planting a kiss to my forehead, he told me he loved me once more, but his words held the same regret as his eyes.
    I feel like a bitch. I open my mouth to apologize, but Nick scowls and shakes his head cutting me off. “I was not alone in wanting to have me inside of you. I knew you were hurting, but I also knew you needed me as much as I needed you. I saw the way your body reacted to me from the moment you walked into that conference room. I have never forced a thing on you Sephora,” Nick growls.
    I look away not wanting him to see the tears that are on the verge of spilling over because he is right. Once again it hits home that Nick is the only one that has always considered my wants along with my happiness. Guilt slices me in